"Mu Yichen, don’t!"
"Don’t what? Don’t stop?"
Mu Yichen murmured softly, showing no anger at her refusal, instead feeling even more entwined in emotion.
——
"What are you two up to? Either don’t co back for dinner or co back early for dinner. Everyone is waiting for just you two. Think about it, is it appropriate?"
They returned ho close to seven o’clock, and this was only after Qin Mu’s constant urging. President Mu reluctantly ended things hastily and hurried back, only to be severely scolded by Mrs. Feng.
Mu Yichen was extrely dissatisfied, secretly blaming Mrs. Mu. He knew he shouldn’t have rushed back to eat this al, thinking he would never again listen to Mrs. Mu.
"Hurry and sit down!"
Since Feng Fanghua had already been nagging before they returned, that father and son duo didn’t oppose her much. Mu Zihao felt it was enough, so he asked them to sit down.
Mu Yichen pulled out a chair and sat down, then turned to look at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu felt very guilty, lowered her head, letting a strand of hair fall from behind her ear, covering her face. Reflexively, she pushed it back, but Mu Yichen could see the pink spot behind her ear imdiately.
That was her sensitive area, so every ti he teased her there, it worked without fail.
Though the elders couldn’t see it, his mood suddenly improved a bit, so he picked up his chopsticks to eat.
After dinner, Qin Mu, holding a guitar on the sofa, played the "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" she had practiced the whole morning in front of everyone. Despite feeling awkward, she continued.
Luckily, the elders didn’t criticize her even though they found the song childish.
Fortunately, both children liked it, humming along gently.
Mu Yichen sat beside her, watching her concentrate intently on the strings, appearing very much a beginner, yet he was moved by her persistence.
Thinking she was just saying it casually, wondering where did she learn?
But in just one day, she was drawing diagrams in the afternoon, so with only morning practice, she managed to play a complete children’s song.
Both little ones swayed their heads slowly, following her singing adorably.
The elders saw her effort, especially the old patriarch, who looked at Qin Mu with very approving eyes as she played.
The household lights weren’t particularly bright but were cozy enough.
The servants couldn’t help but listen nearby, not knowing how many tis she had played.
"Alright, alright! Stop playing!"
Mu Yichen suddenly took her guitar and handed it to an aunt behind, asking her to take it away, then tightly held Qin Mu’s fingers.
While others either appreciated or tolerated it, he only cared about his wife’s hands.
That afternoon, upon finding her, he noticed her fingers showed signs of discomfort, and now he finally understood why.
"Daddy, why won’t you let Mommy play? Mommy, I want to hear sothing else! Can you play ’Little Frog’? I want to hear ’Little Frog’."
’Little Frog’?
What the heck is that?
Qin Mu’s corner of the eye twitched slightly, sowhat embarrassed, looking at Huanhuan: "I’ll learn it tomorrow."
"Then Mommy, you must do your best!"
Huanhuan said.
"Why learn anymore? Are these hands ant for playing the guitar?"
Mu Yichen coldly asked, holding her hand.
Qin Mu glanced at him, realizing the reason he didn’t let her continue playing.
"You mustn’t learn anymore!"
Mu Yichen said in a chilly tone.
Huanhuan and Chengcheng were a bit sad, but no one dared to oppose Mu Yichen.
The elders didn’t mind such trivial matters, and therefore remained silent, as long as Mu Yichen could manage this sibling pair.
"Ah! It’s alright! Mommy will learn when she has free ti, okay?"
Qin Mu felt a bit guilty seeing the siblings being so sensible without making a scene.
"Mm-hmm!"
Huanhuan nodded craftily, subconsciously glancing at her father again.
Chengcheng then said slowly, "I’m sleepy now! I want Grandpa to accompany to sleep!"
Tonight, daddy was too fierce; he didn’t want him, nor did he dare want him.
"Alright! Then Grandpa will accompany you to sleep!"
Mu Zihao was happy, imdiately finishing the tea he was holding.
"Then I want Grandma to go with to take a bath!"
Huanhuan also glanced at Mu Yichen, then picked soone to bathe her, not daring to choose Mommy, for fear Daddy would be angry!
"Alright, alright! Grandma will go with you for a bath, my little darling!"
Feng Fanghua was even happier, usually, Qin Mu and Mu Yichen taking care of the two kids at night left her feeling a bit empty, feeling as if so things were missing, making the day seem incomplete.
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